I opened my eyes and I saw that I was in a bed wearing a white hospital bed. I looked around the room and I saw that there was a note on the bedside table.
I opened it.
'Get well soon, son,'
'Batman.'
Son, I thought, Batman; who is Batman? I closed the letter and put it back on the table.
While I was thinking, the door opened and a man walked in. He had black hair and blue eyes.
"How are you feeling?"
"Fine, but can I ask you a question?"
"Yes," the man said.
"Who are you?"
"You mean you don't remember who I am," he asked.
"No am I supposed to?" I looked into the man's eyes and he looked sad, why?
I looked at him, turning my head to the side. I shook my head. His face went blank and then he left the room. I grabbed at the remote that was next to the spot where the letter was.
I turned on the television and tuned out the man talking to me. I don't remeber anything. What year was it even?
My eyes started to get heavy and I fell.
I woke up too heavy foot comming into the room. There was a black haired kid with blue eyes and the same man I saw earlier.
The kid looked nervous and the older man -I couldn't and I probably never will be able to.
The kid walked up to me. "Don't you remeber us -me, Bruce?"
"No, I can't remember anything."
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Done
I know it's short but I couldn't care less
See ya'll next time
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